Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens

While Wang Bing was subduing the spirit, Feng Baobao's body started to move naturally. The Okamoto Zero Point Zero in his hand received a layer of Qi and he directly slashed at it. However, before he could touch the person, he was rushed away by a larger Qi flow. .

Seeing this, Feng Baobao put away his knife to defend and began to wander around Wang Bing.

"What's going on? Did Wang Jing eat the spirit body directly? Ju Ling Qian Jiang can still be used in this way, and even if he eats those low-quality spirits, he shouldn't have such terrifying energy. "

Feng Xingtong in the stands was a little surprised and asked his father Feng Zhenghao on the side. They, who also mastered the command of the generals, were the ones who best understood Wang Bing's current state.

Feng Zhenghao looked at the messy energy flow on Wang Bing's body and shook his head, "If you guessed it correctly, serving the spirit is a means of transforming the power of the spirit body to destroy and plunder the spirit body into one's own cultivation. Wang Bing should be in such a state. The steps of transformation lead to temporary power.”

"There is such an operation." Feng Xingtong was dumbfounded when he heard this, and then became a little worried, "Can Baobao Feng win?"

"As long as he can survive Wang Bing's explosive period, there will be no problem. His hands and feet are useless. Now he relies on the explosive spirit to get temporary strength. That kind of power is not something he can control. I'm afraid the meridians in his body can't bear it. ”

Feng Zhenghao frowned slightly, wondering why Wang Bing acted so crazy. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.

"Xingtong, what's going on with the Wang family recently?"

Feng Xingtong, who was good at gathering intelligence and had been keeping tabs on the Wang family since he learned that the Wang family had a special general, immediately replied, "There is nothing special. Mr. Lu has been eating and living with Wang Ai recently, never leaving, just like... a caretaker. ?”

At the end, Feng Xingtong was a little hesitant.

No, I'm afraid it's not care, but "surveillance."

A smile appeared on Feng Zhenghao's serious face. Thinking of Wang Bing's belated arrival and his actions at the moment, he felt happy.

It seems that the Wang family is in trouble.

…

"Ahem."

Feng Zhenghao's prediction came faster than expected.

He couldn't even pursue Feng Baobao. Wang Bing violently coughed up blood as soon as he took two steps.

He stared blankly at his tattered body. The Qi current all over his body became more and more violent. The meridians in his body were running under high load under the powerful Qi current, and the side effects of the previous spiritual service also broke out.

Various pictures seemed to appear in front of me.

There is a picture of his grandpa Wang Ai lifting him up high when he was a child, making himself, a ten-year-old boy, his cushion.

At that time, his great-grandfather told him that he was the future head of the Wang family and that he was born noble.

There are images of childhood classmates who were disgusted and envious.

No matter what he wants, the Wang family will definitely prepare it for him.

There are also scenes of him crippling his classmates because of a few quarrels in his youth.

Grandpa told him that it didn't matter if he was beaten to death. The Wang family could help him deal with the aftermath and settle everything.

After that time, he did beat that classmate to death. Not only did he beat him to death, but he also ate his soul. He was particularly intoxicated by the other person's wailing and desperate cries before he died.

There was also his first experience. At that time, he was full of desire and fell in love with a woman. The unscrupulous woman refused to agree to him, so he sent someone to capture the woman and played with her for three days and three nights. When she got tired of it, she sent her away. Give it to your men.

What's next?

Wang Ai didn't pay attention to such a trivial matter, and seemed to have hanged himself.

Stupid woman, she can enjoy glory and wealth as long as she obeys him.

He also killed many people, including ordinary people and strangers.

There is no way, serving spirits always requires food. Normal spirits dissipate in just a moment. Killing and eating now is the most efficient method.

"Wrong, you are all wrong!"

Wang Bing looked at Feng Baobao walking around him a little crazy, as if he saw the people who died in his hands through him. Those people seemed to be shadows that could not be shaken off, peeping with bloody eyes in unknown places. Looking at him.

He unleashed the power in his body without any scruples, trying to catch up with Feng Baobao and crush this annoying bug to death, but he was always dodged by his slippery movement.

The opponent seemed to predict the future, always evading the moment before he made a move.

The load exceeded the limit, and as the power gained from the explosion of the spirit body faded little by little, the meridians also collapsed little by little.

Plop!

Wang Bing's body fell to the ground, his eyes still wide open.

In a hazy moment, he saw all the people he had killed standing in front of him. There were the classmates he beat to death, the stupid woman who rejected him, the passers-by who fell into trouble with him because of a quarrel, and the ones he fell in love with. Strange people with special methods.

Those people surrounded him layer by layer, looking down at him with hatred, ridicule, or resentment.

"I'm not wrong."

Wang Bin responded by stretching his neck and opening and closing his mouth.

He won't admit his mistakes.

His choice is to eat these spirits again whether they are hallucinations or not!

But his limp body could not move no matter how hard he tried.

The referee came off the field, checked and determined that Wang was not capable of continuing to fight, and then walked to the court to announce the result of the game.

"The competition is over, the winner is Feng Baobao!"

…

Compared with the troubling drama between Feng Baobao and Wang Bing, Zhang Chulan's battle surprised the audience even more.

The game had just begun, and Tang Wenlong didn't even bother to look at his opponent nicknamed "Unshakable Bilian".

Zhang Chulan greeted me in a flattering manner at the beginning, "Brother Tang, please be merciful when we attack later."

"Okay, let's start. I want to watch other matches." Tang Wenlong planned to finish the battle quickly.

Zhang Chulan did not comment, but nodded, "What a coincidence, I thought so too."

The battle situation was one-sided, but it was not what everyone thought.

Due to Zhang Chulan's poor development in the previous few battles, almost everyone's evaluation of him was extremely low, and the odds were as high as an outrageous multiple of 1:120.

On the contrary, as a prominent disciple of the Tang Sect, Tang Wenjie himself has good strength, coupled with the Tang Sect's terrifying poison technique, many people think that even if he meets seeded players such as Zhang Lingyu and Zhuge Qing, he will have the strength to fight, and there is even a considerable chance of counter-killing.

But the reality is that it was Tang Wenlong who fell to the ground!

Zhang Chulan, who burst out with all his strength in thunder magic at the beginning, directly crippled one of Tang Wenlong's arms. Coupled with the old injuries he suffered from Hu Jie's attack before, his entire combat power was greatly reduced.

"How is it possible!" Tang Wenlong climbed up and looked at Zhang Chulan, whose body was flashing with lightning and jumping, with a face full of disbelief.

The next moment, he was knocked out by a fist covered with the golden light spell.

"Brother Lu said that if a person pretends to be a coward for too long, he will easily become a coward. I think this is quite right."

Zhang Chulan changed his usual playful smile and coldly stretched out his palm, with lightning gathering in his palm.

"And I really don't have a good impression of people from the Tang Sect."

Palm Thunder - Yang Wu Lei Fa!

Accompanied by lightning and screams, Tang Wenlong was electrocuted by the thunder method and fainted. He was seriously injured and quickly defeated in a few minutes.

The whole audience was silent.

"Are those three people in Tianshi Mansion all monsters? I thought Zhang Chulan was a soft persimmon!"

"Although, he is indeed the softest among the three."

"((〃〃)), I bet on Zhang Chulan to win! 1:120, damn, I really have to bet on the one with high odds, why did I only buy a hundred yuan!"

"It's over, I bet on him to lose, I was just planning to make some pocket money for myself, now I've lost my underwear."

Faced with the excitement of the whole audience, Zhang Chulan didn't care, his eyes drifted to another place.

...

"Old Qing, let me see your arrogant capital."

Lu Ke laughed like a villain, and the face opposite was the solemn Wu Hou heir.

Just for Zhuge Qing's words before the game, he had to slap Zhuge Qing twice.

In the future, I'll post two chapters together, so that readers don't have to read them separately twice